nothing is indispensable to be a poet
wealth not, no sleeping with opposite
no travelling, triggering not
poet only needs a heart
to love and to hate
needs food to eat
shelter to stay
in peace
poet lives originally where resides
countless stars and planets
galaxies and star-storm
poet resides within the life
whence individual begins and ends
global journey
imbibing a limit of time and space
nothing is indispensable
to a poet in truest sense
but in reality as a social being
as long as we compose poetry
hankering a reader
to appreciate skill and talent
and we need many things
as a man needs
perversion and autocracy
flirting and filthing
travelling and tampering
medicine and madhouse
ultimately money, security, wine
and partners to share primitive polygamy
to flag high
animal instinct
Poet stands apart and smile with wisdom!
Poet lives originally where resides it is very true. Nice honour giving poem for poets. Nicely shared on this desk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poet is indeed a special human being.